So you all had mixed reactions in your reviews for what happened last chapter. Really, I was expecting about 75% of you to yell at me, but since none of you really expressed hate towards me for my cruelty towards Frozen - no - Ice. So, thank you. I know that this story has just been plunging into a depressing storyline, but you guys have made it fun to write. Thank you.

Plus, there will be a nice surprise later. ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors

Chapter Thirty

She ran.

It had never felt nicer to feel the cool wind in her fur as it had been that moment. She had awoken in her temporary den beneath the tree, and most of the snow had been melted. Only slight patches of slush still sat upon the grass. Ice had never known how beautiful it all was until she turned. The sky looked the bluer, the air crisper, the sun brighter.

She had not known why she had not turned before. She was much happier, without such a burden on her shoulders. She was happy, as long as she chose to be happy.

Ice had not begun her "work" quite yet, but the moment she would, she would be well-known. Cats would fear her the heartbeat their eyes fell upon her. They'd beg for mercy right before her paws, but that only made them cowards, and cowards deserved to die. And if they tried to fight - ha! - they had no idea what they were up to, and as soon as they felt her claws, they'd become the cowards that deserved to die.

However, she could not begin with the small weaklings, and work her way up to the vicious rogues. No, she had to begin big, find a cat as feared as she would be and kill it, so that she could take the place. She knew that there would be others to come to her, and ask to be of her service, but those cats were just cowards behind a mask. She'd kill them to.

She'd spare a few, but those would only be the ones who were smart enough to avoid all eye contact.

The eye contact would be the deal closer.

Ice had thought about her new life for a moment, as she ran the plans through her head. She knew there would be at least one who would question her motives, ask why she would be so cruel to do such a thing, and that is when she decided. She was evil. Now, many would argue that they were hatching their diabolical schemes for the good of the cats around them, but she knew herself it wasn't true. She was aware that killing was wrong, and that was what made it right.

So now, she ran, out on her quest. She would spend her days in hiding, she herself would avoid the contact of others, until she has found her ultimate prey, her prey that would turn the tides. The best place to look would probably be a Twoleg place, where many cats - kittypet and rogue - roamed. She hoped it would not take her long, for since she had left her birthplace, she had not seen the neighborhoods of the naked creatures with their giant wooded nests and monsters that seemed to her as tamed pets. One had to be close.

Her paws thumped lightly on the ground, and just by hearing how delicate and nimble the sounded while in a sprint, she knew that she was the type of sneaking around, and hiding about. She was the kind that sparked mystery in others' minds but they daren't speak to her. She imagined the Twolegplace to be full of cats and dogs, some of which shut up behind a fence, others out and about, challenging all or approaching no one. She would be one of those cats as time wore on. They'd all recognize her small stature and her cold eyes when they walked past. But none of them would know what kind of strength she possessed until she showed it to them. It was a cruel cycle.

And that made her smile.

The first night rolled along, bringing with it a thundering black cloud. They drew over the darkening sky, threatening all who roamed below it of a coming storm. Ice, though fearless in her new look on things, knew that even she could not conquer something as powerful as a storm. She slowed her running pace and search the fields. It had begun to rain by the time the giant red Twolegnest sitting fenced in the middle of the moor. Huge animals with black eyes and large spots to match allowed the selves to be drenched in the water falling from the sky like it didn't bother them.

Strange creatures... she thought and advanced to the open entrance of the giant red nest. She would not provoke them. She may had been brave and confident in her skills, but it was only an idiotic thing to mess around with animals so enormous.

The inside was large and open, towards the end of the nest, something that looked like it could trap any animal hung from the wall. Everything inside was made of wood, though it wasn't the wood that you'd find from trees. A path way connected to the roof of the nest formed a walkway to the top. It all looked very peculiar.

I'll never understand why Twolegs build these things, she decided, gazing at all of it.

It turned out there were already two cats inside the barn. One had fled before Ice had even processed it's presence there, and the other didn't leave until he felt Ice's claws over his belly. He ran as well. Ice was prepared to run after him, but didn't realize how tired she was until then. She let them run and searched the nest for a comfy spot to curl up for the night.

In the corner, there were stacks of straw, rolled up and fastened. Ice found a place between two bales to sleep and laid down, tail-tip touching her nose.

That night was a peaceful one, but the future days would bring chaos, and oh, was she excited.

She was up and running the next morning. There was no signs of the cats that had fled from the nest, but it was not of use to look for them. The sooner she found the Twolegplace the better. Her paws were tingling with the need to flesh beneath them. She would have to act soon.

The rain left the grass wet under her steps. The cool water that touched her pads reminded her of frigid, harsh weather that had trapped her in confusion. It was funny to think that one as brutal as she were to enjoy the warmer air much more than the cold. These thoughts provoked her all through her journey of the day, and when night slithered its way in, it had hardly angered her that she was still not in reach of the Twoleg domain.

But then, alas! lights in the distance to shine so bright and yellow through the settling darkness. Ice felt her lips twist into a cruel smile. The thoughts of her past slowly ebbed away into pure delight of the future. Yes, a future so delightful for herself, but oh, so painful to others. She didn't have to hide her pleasure in the images. She was evil, and she knew it.

The neared the lights until the nests became visible as magnificent square shadows in the night. A Thunderpath cut its way toward her and into the neighborhood of bare-skinned creatures. She stood on the hot black surface, damp with the rain of the previous night's tears and looked ahead.

"Alright," she murmured, half to herself, half to the world, "let's get down to business."

So...that was short.

Okay, this one was a filler, probably boring, probably rushed, but we're getting there. Hey! Be excited the surprise is coming in a few chapters! I bet all of you can guess what it is. :) Review!

~Destiny